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Natasha was undoubtedly the most alluring woman in the Marvel universe, especially after her character became more three-dimensional. Not to mention, her appearance bore a striking resemblance to the goddess Scarlett Johansson from Shasha's past life.
As Shasha occasionally glanced at Natasha's serious profile while she drove, an inexplicable feeling stirred within him. Just as he was lost in thought, she spoke up, "I remember your salary is quite decent. Why don't you buy a car?"
What seemed like a question was, in fact, a subtle complaint. After all, it wasn't common for a woman to be driving when a man was present.
Shasha awkwardly smiled at her words. "You're not the first person to say that, but I don't have a driver's license."
"What's so difficult about getting a license?" Natasha chuckled. "As long as you ask, I can help you get one anytime."
"If you can help me with that, I wouldn't mind at all." Shasha had been worried about finding time to learn how to drive, and Natasha's offer alleviated some of his concerns.
Natasha was speechless; she had only mentioned it casually and didn't expect Shasha to take it seriously.
"Is it really that hard for you, a Level 10 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., to get a driver's license?" Shasha asked in surprise.
"Not really," Natasha shook her head before changing the subject. "So, how do you plan to approach this mission? You know that guy has been missing for three days."
Shasha actually wanted to say that they didn't need to worry about him; he would show up on his own and might even become a superhero. If he did, Natasha would probably think he was crazy. After some thought, he slowly replied, "Let's start with Colorado."
"You think they're still there? From the satellite images we've checked, it's completely deserted." Clearly, Natasha didn't believe that those guys would still be hanging around after abducting Tony Stark.
Shasha straightened up and said seriously, "Satellite surveillance can only show what it can scan; there are many blind spots it can't see. Let me ask you this: if you were in their position after kidnapping a hostage, what would you do?"
"Of course you'd leave; who would stick around waiting to be caught?" Natasha replied as if it were obvious. But then she realized what he meant. "You mean they used reverse psychology?"
Shasha nodded. "These guys don't have good transportation, so they wouldn't go far."
Natasha pondered this for a moment; she realized she had been limited by fixed thinking and hadn't considered this possibility at all.
Before long, the car stopped outside the Shasha apartment building. After getting out, Shasha stood ready to see Natasha off, but little did he know she drove into the parking garage below.
This scene left him dumbfounded until Natasha walked out of the parking lot. He asked in surprise, "Aren't you going back?"
"Where to? I'm staying here tonight," Natasha replied with a puzzled expression. "Aren't you going to take responsibility?"
"Responsibility for what?" Shasha said, feeling confused and unable to respond for a moment.
"You should know that I was sent here to assist you. Shouldn't you provide food and lodging?" Natasha widened her eyes innocently, but no matter how she tried to disguise it, the teasing was evident.
Shasha sighed; after all, it wasn't his first time living with a woman. What was there to be afraid of?
With her purpose achieved, Natasha returned home. Shasha pointed to the room where Erika used to stay. "You'll sleep in this room tonight."
Natasha blinked and pointed at Shasha's room. "Isn't it this one?"
"Of course not!" Shasha immediately denied it. If he let Natasha into his room, he would surely end up with nothing left by morning.
Seeing Shasha's nervous demeanor, Natasha chuckled. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Get some rest early tonight."
With that, she threw him a sultry glance and swayed her alluring figure as she walked into Erika's room.
Shasha breathed a sigh of relief at this sight and then began to remove the two surveillance cameras that S.H.I.E.L.D. had installed. At that moment, he finally felt free from their watchful eyes and no longer had to act covertly like before.
After taking a shower and returning to his room, he noticed some noise outside, followed by the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Shasha thought nothing of it and gradually slipped into a semi-sleep state. After a while, he suddenly sensed something unusual and instinctively reached out to wipe it away. Just a touch made him feel a smoothness that was reminiscent of mutton fat jade, coupled with an undeniable elasticity that made him reluctant to let go.
After feeling around a bit more, Shasha's eyes widened in surprise as he quickly turned around, only to find Natasha smiling back at him. The most shocking part was that she was completely naked!
"Shasha," as soon as you opened your mouth, a delicate hand with a raised index finger silenced your next words.
"Don't talk, just sleep," she said with a gentle smile, transforming her usual seductive demeanor into something that brought an unexpected sense of peace.
For some reason, Shasha felt a deep tranquility in his heart. Although he had always resisted sharing a bed with anyone, he found this situation surprisingly acceptable. Perhaps it was just an illusion, but he felt that this version of Natasha was the most authentic representation of her.
Watching Shasha slowly close his eyes, Natasha's gaze was filled with tenderness, mixed with a hint of daze.
Human memory is quite remarkable; many things can be forgotten, yet the memories that one cannot let go of remain etched in the mind. She vaguely recalled her youthful self, filled with dreams of a beautiful future, when a pure-hearted boy handed her a love letter. The shyness and sweetness of first love were unforgettable.
Even after so many years, that sweet memory lingered in her heart, just like when she met Shasha. This once-buried memory became increasingly vivid. She cherished the feeling of being with Shasha, as it allowed her to relive that memory.
Thus, human memory is indeed magical; it can influence a person's perception of people and things and can evoke emotions based on those memories, just like what she was experiencing now.
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